I really will try to get some pictures up soon. Maybe even later tonight if I don't get caught up in a book!
I had a fantastic day today. I updated my resume -- something that I'd been putting off because Thomas had promised me that once I put him through medical school, I no longer had to work in my profession. I was excited to have the time to explore some hobbies, maybe go back to school, or spend time volunteering at or starting my own nonprofit. I upheld my end of the bargain, but six months out from him finishing after I supported him through applying for school, 4 years of school, 3 years of residency, and 2 years of fellowship, he decided to no longer uphold his end of the bargain.
I went into my profession not because I was passionate about it, but because I had a talent for it and I knew I'd always be able to support myself. For many years, I thought I'd been foolish not to follow my passion since I'd married someone who was becoming a doctor. And now I found out that practicality won out after all.
Rocky and Stella are out of the house. Stella is in an amazing home. They have updated me as to how well she's adapting. Rocky does not currently have as happy of a story. This is the first night he'll be spending at the rescue where I volunteer. I had hoped to directly place him into a home, but his near-constant screaming meant that he and I were both extremely unhappy.
However, there are two female severe macaws up for adoption right now, so he's getting reacquainted with some of his own kind. I am hopeful that we'll find him a great home. (If anyone is willing to travel to the midwest and wants to adopt Rocky, let me know!)
I am listening to Tchaikovsky (if you have not heard his Violin Concerto in D, please do so soon!) and having a wonderful evening with the rest of the parrots.
Earlier in the day, I went to lunch and then shopping with my best friend and her family. This is someone that I neglected far too long due to Thomas's social issues that I had previously explained away or made excuses about.
I expect to have great days to come. Things might get a bit challenging as Thomas plans to return home on Wednesday. I believe that his mistress's husband is returning from a month away and will be moving back into their marital home . (Thomas has been living with his mistress for the majority of the past three weeks, except for the times when he said he wanted to try to reconcile with me and spent a night or two here before returning to her. Until I put a stop to that, realizing that I deserve to be no less than #1 in my partner's life.) Since we jointly own the house, I can't kick him out. He has nowhere else to go, and I can't leave since I can't trust him to properly care for the animals. At best, I can hope for a pleasant detente.
I will be blogging more regularly; sorry for the absence -- things were out of control, as was my mind! But I am confident of my decision and in a great place. I hope that everyone else had great weekends!
Thanks so much for your care and concern. I have collated all of your caring comments into a document and will read (and have been reading) them when I get down. I will be fine -- even better than before. It's pretty amazing what you can get used to (I was like a frog in boiling water!) that, with hindsight, was unacceptable.
I look forward to spending the next few months working on myself and hopefully finding the true love of my life in the future.